Pain behind my eyes

eyelids that wont close as dawn awakes ...oh the dread of another day
pain behind my eyes yet no end from the pills that blind my soul
lifeless in a world so full of gold so full of hope
torture from the past now hunting for my very future
pain behind my eyes yet no end from the pills that blind my soul

stretching ...waking yet sleep evades another days night
Pain behind my eyes yet no end from the pills that blind my soul
see the world from a place ...a place in fear of death
light into my eyes show no life begun just a past behind
Pain behind my eyes still no end from the pills that blind my soul

The wind did blow around my soul
it parted life and breath to be
its coldness somewhat eatin out
its bitter biting deep and proud

still I walked into the breath of mothers life
a fog of death or maybe life
it crawl around and tried to tickle but I was ready

I RAN ...

I ran so fast ...I couldn breath
the fog ...the cold was chasing back
I turned and twisted but fight it did
So close so far ...yet breath give in !!


I crashed the door and stepped inside
my home ..its smell so sweet...so light
kettle on and tea to brew
i beat the cold and fog that blew
Until the next time for which I knew
the fog and cold would come to stew

Looking around I see the faces of broken men
bore into the dredge of life
on a train going nowhere and nowhere too go
sitting waiting for the next stop
a life thats broken
broken of will

a shout goes out its their number up
time to move on now
make room for another drudge
I see in their eyes a look understood
a nod of acceptence
a mirrored tip
my life on the train now ..
time to get off

should day become tomorrow ..a day that i should die
would life upon this planet care.. would people laugh or cry
would time go on un-noticed ..would people hold their breath
i very much so doubt it my life now sudden death

do flags get flown because im out and nearly 6ft down
i very much do worry not i bet no sudden frowns
my life is that a tiny ant ..that ****!! no longer there
i bet a younger ant like me be ready that i fear

In times gone past we hasten had forgotten all our pals
remebering of the dead we know yet someone filled their souls
will we become a memory fad that people just dont share
a stone inside a churches yard bare of love and care

My death will go so no one see's a greif of family life
my freinds,my love and closest ones will mourneth me
a day of life be had
time will heal those wounded souls and time will fade away
leaving just a dusty stone crumbling day by day

here i go again with this line ..a track begin
no sleep to comfort me ..no head to clear to breath
my mind is fizzled out ...a break out give the shout
stir the hidden beast.. inside me set him free

I know he's ready now as eyelids sag and bow
will he break the free ..bonded on to me
madness is so close as tire takes its toll
monsters fall asleep and let me be the me

if only you could feel the pain that was so real
monsters crying shout ..let us all come out
scratching from inside they cry to be alive
as you fall asleep the monsters get to breath

Age comes in

part one

The signs are there as age comes in
my body aches where once id win
can feel the calling my body fades
muscles wasting ..failing grace
breath is shorter the time does wane
fewer winters left to play
grasp more candles whilst you can
age is winning **** you man
creaks and groans yet here I stand
standing tall inside my head
whine all day about my ails
does me good as body fails

Part two

sod this life for I can win an age is inner
I feel thin
take the pills that keep me strong
dance all night and worry none
drink and drink till you fall down
no excuse its on the town
aches all gone just for a bit
wine is winning does its trick
until tomoro when age comes in
I'll party hard and drink the drink

Part Three

Can barely move my body as age has won the day
no grasp upon my life as life has slipped away
my bones are weak and all has failed
human meltdown frail does meek
Yet I remember
the day I danced a night away
I remember
a day I lived a life
I remember
My life I lived
I lived my life

The mist rolled in along the dusky cold green hills
air so dead yet wilderness so alive and wanting
waiting for the dread of darkness death
predators hold.. teeth so sharp so white so clean
waiting for the blood red taste ...a longing from the devils breath

Smelling the fear its all around us ... so so in the misty hills
green is gone and darkness shrouds us ....
time to run ..run from the ****

aint it bright to see the light a joy behold fresh air untold
the sun does shine so warmin face that felt so cold a lost embrace
deep within the glow returns ..a fighter a winner a breeze contend
deep deep breath abode does take the chance to live a love to slave
feel it sap the goodness in and blow away that awful sin
So cry out to the sun above good to see and one to love
our time to pray to its real power a love a hate do we devour
but for what can we not do the suns so darkness let light shine through

The itch has taken over ...can feel it in my bones
the need for beer or lager is greater than the known
so want that buzz that feeds my thoughts ...that dulls them to the bone
that head buzz in the afternoon ...so love the way it goes

I wake up in the morning and think about the day
so want that buzz inside of me ..when is the time to late
they say you are the master but we all know the truth
the buzz is out to get you and take away your youth

it takes away your freindship a family gone afar
but you still feel the buzzing a thought not gone away
the only way to fight the feel is turkey cold and dry
live today forgo the past the futures on its way

the madness that takes over me
at 5 am i just wanna be
drank coffee ate some fat free
yet still feel guilty why its me
does everyone sleep so awake
when im so tired at 3 for gods sake
i just want a full on 6 hours
is that to much at this time in dire
a yawn that takes all my face
yet here i am at 5 and awake

From the inside to the out my world is a beautiful
from this is the life
a life we could lead
I would smell in the flowers and feel to their touch
I would see through the colour as my hand reaches out  
for that love from my father holding his son
from a feeling of belonging loving this song

What a beautiful land for a beautiful inner
what a wonder-us sight as the light  see's my eyes  
tis a place we should love and care for our times  
as we love for each other
love for us all
love for us all

I would smell in the breeze as it washes my face
to taste in the air an air we do breath
I would remember a time when grandad made faces
and held to my hand to deaden the pain
what a wonderful life we all could be living
a sun on my back warming my thin
as my age comes around and takes in my over  
I wonder in time ....  

What a beautiful land for a beautiful inner
what a wonder-us sight as the light  see's my eyes  
tis a place we should love and care for our times  
as we love for each other
love for us all
love for us all

From my eyes as they alter i still see the same
this beautiful place in sun and the rain
from these wrinkles that grey
as my arms grow the weaker
I would never forget the beautiful world
your beautiful face
your wonderful smile
our fabulous child
this beautiful world

Red lips painted from a frenzied white
For they had been waiting for a long time
Tears to scare from memories past
Yet now is the time
Now is the place

Sara it is you they want
When the clock strike the midnight
In the land of the lonely
For only then will they show their
Paint

In just 40 clicks
Whilst you are sleeping
For they will be there
In the hallway
In the cupboards where you hide your dreams
Under your bed
Catching your breath as you lay awake
Daring not to open your eyes
To the
CLOWNS

For they are taking you
Playing you to a fiddled
Madness
Enjoy your sleep my friend as the Forty strikes
Our beginning
your's the end

Remember what they fought for
remember why they fell
remember all the killings
and living life in hell

Remember what they did for us
remember who they were
remember all the people
that they did fight and fall

A day to show our pride
a day to bow our heads
a day to moun our family
lest we forget

The coffee tasted bitter as my
Lips parted to heal
Thought's of a time ago
Looking at me  
Sweet memories
My elders  
Flashbacks all grief

Walks of my long ago
Smiles from afar
Things that I said
In haste
Paths that I crossed

All in a day when I blinded
To see
Gone all the people
Past in my peace  
  
Now all I have are these looks
In my mind
Photo's all hidden
Where's gone all this time

Sadness falling from stained
Wet eyes
Taste of the coffee
Bitter
That's fine

The blind of the wind had the power to exhale
This quiet killer that made the tree's sing and
buildings talk needed to quench it's thirst
The silence of the wind a blinded hurt

Ready for the ****
Ready for it's thrill
Ready to blow your mind

No warning cry or last goodbye carried in its breath
the scream so still from wind to ****
No mourning in your death
Hidden from view a the silence leaves you
a last goodbye

The shiver hurt me
A tingle that grew stronger
Cutting me apart
See my world fall down

So I stare at the sign
The words read
Forcing eyes to bleed
From this hurt
From the wrong

All that pain
For nothing
No rules to bend
All so
My end

It grew
A crescendo like no other
A dying scream
Becomes my silent dream
All gone
Forever

Only an hour to go ,only a lifetime to show
one little hour for the rest of my life ...only an hour to go
could only be 60 mins or so ...only an hour to go
feeling so dry ..only an hour to go

a wait for 2 weeks but only an hour to go
a change may be for life to be come my one little hour ago
sugar no show sugar to flow
just one little jab an I'll know

a life so so sweet and still lots to see
an hour just me hour to go
I smell nasty things yet feel so in peace
an hour ..my hour .. near so so near
i hope

Should day become tomorrow
A day that I should die
Would life upon this planet care
Would people laugh or cry

Would time go on un-noticed
Would people hold their breath
I very much so doubt it
My life now sudden death

Do flags get flown because I'm out
and nearly 6ft down
I very much do worry not
I bet no sudden frowns

My life is that a tiny ant
That ****!!
No longer there
I bet a younger ant like me
Be ready that I fear

In times gone past we hasten had
forgotten all our pals
Remembering of the dead we know
Yet someone filled their souls

Will we become a memory fad
That people just don't share
A stone inside a churches yard
Bare of It's love and care

My death will go so no one sees
a grief of family life
My friends
My love and closest ones
will say a last goodbye

Some time will heal those
wounded souls
Yet time will fade away
Leaving just a dusty stone
Crumbling day by day

Control they say its all yours sir
yet when you drive your in the law
your in the system that they say what
no self control
no life
you pay
they tax your soul to stay alive
come the nomad come this time
be your life  
do run away
let be free
lets go stray
pay no tax and join the greed

They have control and blind we see
to work to bone for pennies me
whats left to spend is given back
to feed the fuel
to work your soul
corrupt the system say the no
change this world bring in the show

No bankers bonus for gamblers sin
no jetting off whilst children thin
ban the arms that shoot the poor
feed the nation loose the war
pay the workers fair too all
not the rich an equal law
ban the lords for what they do
clean our streets
Our life.... its due

Its time for me
Its time for you

Breath ..breath my heart did say
gaspin air dreading day
breath ..breath my lungs did burst
******* fightin through the dirt

Finally oh the breath did come ..
heart did beat a mighty drum
veins a pumping ..life reliving
breath of air so life so giving

Raindrops from heaven...... falling on my skin
This beauty lay before me
This land we all live in  

My England ...
My England I love this lovely space
My England ...
My England a beauty ...full with grace

The castles of fallen such times in life we had
In churches to remind us
Our wondrous.... wonderland

My England ...
My England I love this lovely space
My England ...
My England a beauty ...full with grace

These Roses from our gardens
A paradise we live
In fields and fields of golden our destiny
We live

My England ...
My England I love this lovely space
My England ...
My England a beauty ...full with grace

Lets sing for all our cultures
The people fighting out
The ones that do protect us
Our green and wonderland  

My England ...
My England I love this lovely space
My England ...
My England a beauty ...full with grace

Friday was the day that I saw them stare
that look that lost lost fear
they came up of the fields and climbed out from their vans
the lost and lonely people working with their hands

their look was so apparent a stare that meant so much
that lost and lonely feeling of fightin loosing touch
i,d seen that look some time aback ..miners clocking off
that stare into the distance of a failure amongst the fatal dust

their hands just dropped beside them ,big yet rough as stone
hurting from the dampness.. working to the bone
that stare stayed still around them
imprinted on my mind
a worker so important... yet lost to depths of time